Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cyprus and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Doobie Brothers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tom Boy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Loose Ends,
Toni Rubio,
Brothers Johnson,
Index,
Al Stewart,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Sugar Minott,
Stockholm Monsters,
The New Christs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bad Manners,
Camberwell Now,
Liliput,
Lou Reed,
Soft Machine,
James White and The Blacks,
Sparks,
Sound Behaviour,
The Vogues,
Swans,
Derrick Morgan,
Arab on Radar,
F. McDonald,
Saccharine Trust,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Walker Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Malaria!,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kaleidoscope,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skarface,
Fugazi,
Barbara Tucker,
Bob Dylan,
Tubeway Army,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fad Gadget,
Jerry's Kids,
JFA,
Theoretical Girls,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
Suicide,
The Raincoats,
Crime,
The Birthday Party,
The Trojans,
Faust,
Guru Guru,
Blake Baxter,
Colin Newman,
Dennis Brown,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.